Another Beginning
Chp.22
Release
First chapter, that's where it's at
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Having gathered into the R.V and one of Angels many cars. The Fang Gang and Scooby's had driven the hour-long drive to the monastery. Leaving around six, they had gotten stuck in rush hour traffic. It was now almost seven thirty, as they pull up in front of the huge, stone structure.
The Scooby's pile out of the R.V., onto the gravel road as Angel's team minus one, struggle out of the classic, yellow Chevelle.
Upon seeing the car Xander had literally started to drool. Buffy had to lift his tongue up off the ground, roll it up, tuck it back in his mouth, and shove him into the camper. He had to drive them, and she wasn't going to sit around forever so he could fall totally in love with a Tweety Bird Yellow hunk of junk.
Lorne had been the one 'lucky' enough to ride along with the Scooby's and had read nearly every one of them on the hour long torture fest. There was only one problem with it. He couldn't discern which was which, because they were all singing at the same blessed time. Trying to pick out one voice from them all had given him a slight headache, so he'd quit trying after about half of the ride.
Dawn and Lorne were the last to disembark.
As Dawn took the steps down to the gravel she looks up at the structure in front of her. "Whoa, this place is huge. How are we gonna find the place to do the spell, and how the heck are we gonna find it?" She asks, eyes bulging out of the sockets at the sheer enormity of the building.
"Don't worry, Sweetie. I'm sure they have it all worked out with the brotherhood that reside here." Lorne answers, stepping down beside the brunette, and looking over at her.
While the two were talking, a man in a brown, hooded robe had slipped out of a door carved into the ten-foot high fence that surrounds the building.
Seeing the brother, almost instantly, Giles walks over to him with a hand extended out to him in greeting. "Brother Joseph, I presume." The priest nods his head in affirmation. "I'm Rupert Giles. Angel sent you an e- mail about using your monastery?" Another nod.
Looking down at the offered hand, the monk takes it and shakes it lightly. Letting go he looks back to Giles' eyes and smiles amicably.
Puzzled as to why the monk will not talk to him, it finally dawns on his mind. "Oh, yes. Your vow of silence, it seems that it slipped my mind. So sorry." He says slightly embarrassed at his own absent-mindedness. "So, may we continue on in?" He asks, getting back to the question of the hour, still frustrated at himself for the slip of mind.
Standing aside and pushing the door back open. Brother Joseph bows his head in invitation and looks to Giles.
"Yes, yes of course." The ex-watcher looks over to the motley crew of Vampires, witch, slayers, humans, and one lone green, aura reading demon, dressed in a shiny, lime green suit. Shaking his head he looks over to Buffy, Spike and Cassie. "Let's get on with this." He says as the trio walks by him and in the door.
Walking in first the trio stops, as they hear the audible sighs of the rest of the group that has followed one by one into the courtyard.
Lastly, Brother Joseph enters, closing the hidden door. He looks over the group of people, and gestures with his hand for them to follow as he walks through a drawbridge like doorway, minus the bridge.
Walking through the castle like structure, the group looks into rooms, and halls off to the side, "OOHS, and AHHS" of all sorts coming from their mouths.
Cassie is in stunned silence as she walks with Spike and Buffy, behind the guy with the funny robe on.
Coming to an opening into a huge courtyard at the very back of the monastery, the priest finally stops, and ushers all of them through the doorway.
The courtyard lays between a huge pond, that looks like if it were any bigger it'd be a small lake, and surrounded on three sides by rich, thick, green forest.
As the teams see the place where the spell will be cast, they come to an abrupt halt. Taking in the pure serenity and loveliness of the place.
As soon as Willow sees the spot, she knows this is the place that the spell should be cast. A purely undisturbed and peaceful surrounding, where she could concentrate and get the mojo up and running correctly.
She takes a deep breath, getting into boss mode, because this is her gig, and there will be no mistakes. "Okay, I'll need a couple of people to help set up. Then we can do this and leave these nice monks to their own thing." She says the last part excitedly; as she sees her volunteers walk to her side.
Dawn, Giles, and Fred, along with Kennedy who was already standing beside the witch, make their way over to her, to offer any assistance in the preparation.
Giving each one a task, she starts pouring blue sand in a spiral on the ground, as Dawn takes more and pours it in a circle about three feet from her.
Fred, Kennedy and Giles, are on the other side of the courtyard mixing herbs, and magic ingredients into the mortar and pestle she had provided for the purpose. She had warned them to place everything in as she had them written on the piece of paper, she'd also given them.
Finishing up as Dawn ads the last of her sand to the center of the circle she'd made. Willow looks over to the proceedings of the magic mixture. Seeing that Giles had pulled the Talis root out of its protective covering. She rushes over.
She retracts Giles' hand, as he was getting ready to lay the root down. " The Talis root goes in last." She reprimands the older man, as she grabs the offending hand.
"You're quite right, Willow. I was just getting it out, because we have only two more ingredients, before we add this. So if you'll please, we can finish up here and get on with the actual casting of the spell." He says in irritation at the red head.
Stumbling back at the glare Giles gives her, "S-sorry. I just don't want anything to go wrong for Buffy's sake and mine. If anything happens to Spike, she'll kill me." She stutters out in apology. Then sits down beside her mentor.
"Oh, Willow. I didn't mean to bite your head off, as you Americans might say. I'm just a little knackered and this is a worrisome task that we have to see through. I just got a little frustrated is all." He reiterates, laying a hand on her knee, and smiles amicably at her.
The last ingredient hits the mortar, and is crushed into the mixture. Willow takes the mushed up magically inclined mixture over to the spiral she had drawn previously, and sprinkles part of it over it, then heads over to the circle Dawn had made, sprinkles a good amount in the center of it, and walks over to Spike.
"Hey, now what's this?" He asks as she lifts his hand and pries it open to place some of the mixture into the palm of it.
"If you want this to work correctly, you have to have some of this on your person. I didn't think you'd appreciate me sprinkling it over your head like some corny, Disney fairy." She explains. "Unless, you go for that stuff, that is." Smiling, she then gives him he resolve face as she turns to go sit in her circle.
She looks over her shoulder at the stunned man, who's standing beside her best friend and smiles evilly at him. "Are you gonna get in place or are you gonna stand there and look like a total idiot?" She asks still smiling.
The word idiot put his butt in motion. No one called him an idiot. "Where do you want me, Red?" He asks lasciviously as he walks by her and rolls his tongue behind his teeth for good measure.
The witch wasn't paying any attention to him. "You need to be in the middle of the spiral, and you must stay still, until the spell starts to work." She warns, not looking up from the paper lying in front of her that she was trying to concentrate on.
Spike walks over and stands in the middle of the doodle on the ground, feeling like a fool, but what else could he do. Red knows what she's doing, is the mantra going over and over in his head as he stands there.
Looking at him through her lashes, Willow sees that he's in place, reaches in her pocket, retrieving the amulet, and placing it in front of her on a mound of the magic powder. Not believing her eyes as she looks back up. Spike is standing as still as a statue, not even a finger is moving. "Will wonders never cease?" She whispers to herself.
As she makes sure he's following instructions to the 'T' she's satisfied and begins to chant, in a low voice, that raises an octave on each word.
Feeling the magic coursing through his body. Spike watches as Reds head falls back to look up to the sky. Her hair starts to turn a more startling white than his is. As soon as he notices this he feels it. PAIN, unbearable and searing flowing throughout his body, feeling like he did as he burnt to cinders in the Hellmouth. He screams in torment, his face changing from that of the demon and back to human.
Buffy, Fred, Gunn, and Wesley were standing guard, at the back of the enclosure. The place had been attacked before for no foreseeable reason, so they had all elected to divide up into groups and cover all four parts of the surrounding area. Magic drew beasties and now would be no exception to the rule. Granted no one detected any, but still better safe than sorry.
They heard Spike's scream of torment, and turned to see what was happening.
"Is he supposed to be changing like that?" Fred asks in astonishment, watching as Spike's face went from human countenance to vamp, without prompting.
"I don't know. I sure hope so." Buffy answers with a look of horror on her own face as she watches her mate fall to his knees still screaming bloody murder at the top of his lungs.
She wants to run to him, and make the pain go away, but Willow had told every one before she started not to interrupt the ritual until it was complete.
"Oh, dear lord!" They hear Giles mutter as he turns from his position with Xander and Angel at the edge of the pond. "What is going on? This shouldn't be happening." He exclaims, as he walks over to the diagrams and starts a circuit around them, being careful not to step in between the witch and the man on his knees.
Willow finally yells the last word of the incantation, as her head falls to her chest. "RELEASE!" The wind picks up slightly, making a few strands of hair fly around her face, and dies down on the ending 's' of the word.
Spike screams one last time, falling to his face onto the ground, and pants heavily.
As soon as the spell was ended, Buffy was on her way over to her fallen mate. She pulls him into her lap as he turns over onto his back. Placing a kiss on his forehead, she runs her fingers through his curly and mussed hair, making sure that no harm had come to him.
He opens his eyes into hers. They glow with the supernatural gold of the vampire.
"Wh-what did she do to me?" He asks, voice scratchy and raw from screaming, as he looks up at his lover.
"I-I don't know, but I'm going to go find out." She promises, and smiles slightly. "You stay here and rest a moment." She instructs, as she gets up and dusts her pants off, to head over and see what the hell went wrong, and why.
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(That was long, and took forever to write.)
Kari: The last chapter was to tell you guys what could possibly have gone wrong, if Giles hadn't caught the whole word context thing. This chapter was to see what happens during the spell. I hope you liked. It took like three hours to get the darn thing exactly the way I wanted it.
ShinHee Tae: Cassie is a Slayer, among many. Right now, she is just learning about what it means to be one, and everything. I'm also trying to tie up loose ends that I didn't get to in the first story. There may be another story featuring her in the future, I haven't really decided on that one yet. I have a few other stories that I have to finish before I start anymore-new ones, but if I have a really good idea and she fits in the story, believe me she'll be there, because I love her character. Right now I'm more into getting the whole Spike thing situated. Thanks for reviewing, I always appreciate new and old reviewers opinions, and even give them their own little paragraph.
Chp.22
Release
First chapter, that's where it's at
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Having gathered into the R.V and one of Angels many cars. The Fang Gang and Scooby's had driven the hour-long drive to the monastery. Leaving around six, they had gotten stuck in rush hour traffic. It was now almost seven thirty, as they pull up in front of the huge, stone structure.
The Scooby's pile out of the R.V., onto the gravel road as Angel's team minus one, struggle out of the classic, yellow Chevelle.
Upon seeing the car Xander had literally started to drool. Buffy had to lift his tongue up off the ground, roll it up, tuck it back in his mouth, and shove him into the camper. He had to drive them, and she wasn't going to sit around forever so he could fall totally in love with a Tweety Bird Yellow hunk of junk.
Lorne had been the one 'lucky' enough to ride along with the Scooby's and had read nearly every one of them on the hour long torture fest. There was only one problem with it. He couldn't discern which was which, because they were all singing at the same blessed time. Trying to pick out one voice from them all had given him a slight headache, so he'd quit trying after about half of the ride.
Dawn and Lorne were the last to disembark.
As Dawn took the steps down to the gravel she looks up at the structure in front of her. "Whoa, this place is huge. How are we gonna find the place to do the spell, and how the heck are we gonna find it?" She asks, eyes bulging out of the sockets at the sheer enormity of the building.
"Don't worry, Sweetie. I'm sure they have it all worked out with the brotherhood that reside here." Lorne answers, stepping down beside the brunette, and looking over at her.
While the two were talking, a man in a brown, hooded robe had slipped out of a door carved into the ten-foot high fence that surrounds the building.
Seeing the brother, almost instantly, Giles walks over to him with a hand extended out to him in greeting. "Brother Joseph, I presume." The priest nods his head in affirmation. "I'm Rupert Giles. Angel sent you an e- mail about using your monastery?" Another nod.
Looking down at the offered hand, the monk takes it and shakes it lightly. Letting go he looks back to Giles' eyes and smiles amicably.
Puzzled as to why the monk will not talk to him, it finally dawns on his mind. "Oh, yes. Your vow of silence, it seems that it slipped my mind. So sorry." He says slightly embarrassed at his own absent-mindedness. "So, may we continue on in?" He asks, getting back to the question of the hour, still frustrated at himself for the slip of mind.
Standing aside and pushing the door back open. Brother Joseph bows his head in invitation and looks to Giles.
"Yes, yes of course." The ex-watcher looks over to the motley crew of Vampires, witch, slayers, humans, and one lone green, aura reading demon, dressed in a shiny, lime green suit. Shaking his head he looks over to Buffy, Spike and Cassie. "Let's get on with this." He says as the trio walks by him and in the door.
Walking in first the trio stops, as they hear the audible sighs of the rest of the group that has followed one by one into the courtyard.
Lastly, Brother Joseph enters, closing the hidden door. He looks over the group of people, and gestures with his hand for them to follow as he walks through a drawbridge like doorway, minus the bridge.
Walking through the castle like structure, the group looks into rooms, and halls off to the side, "OOHS, and AHHS" of all sorts coming from their mouths.
Cassie is in stunned silence as she walks with Spike and Buffy, behind the guy with the funny robe on.
Coming to an opening into a huge courtyard at the very back of the monastery, the priest finally stops, and ushers all of them through the doorway.
The courtyard lays between a huge pond, that looks like if it were any bigger it'd be a small lake, and surrounded on three sides by rich, thick, green forest.
As the teams see the place where the spell will be cast, they come to an abrupt halt. Taking in the pure serenity and loveliness of the place.
As soon as Willow sees the spot, she knows this is the place that the spell should be cast. A purely undisturbed and peaceful surrounding, where she could concentrate and get the mojo up and running correctly.
She takes a deep breath, getting into boss mode, because this is her gig, and there will be no mistakes. "Okay, I'll need a couple of people to help set up. Then we can do this and leave these nice monks to their own thing." She says the last part excitedly; as she sees her volunteers walk to her side.
Dawn, Giles, and Fred, along with Kennedy who was already standing beside the witch, make their way over to her, to offer any assistance in the preparation.
Giving each one a task, she starts pouring blue sand in a spiral on the ground, as Dawn takes more and pours it in a circle about three feet from her.
Fred, Kennedy and Giles, are on the other side of the courtyard mixing herbs, and magic ingredients into the mortar and pestle she had provided for the purpose. She had warned them to place everything in as she had them written on the piece of paper, she'd also given them.
Finishing up as Dawn ads the last of her sand to the center of the circle she'd made. Willow looks over to the proceedings of the magic mixture. Seeing that Giles had pulled the Talis root out of its protective covering. She rushes over.
She retracts Giles' hand, as he was getting ready to lay the root down. " The Talis root goes in last." She reprimands the older man, as she grabs the offending hand.
"You're quite right, Willow. I was just getting it out, because we have only two more ingredients, before we add this. So if you'll please, we can finish up here and get on with the actual casting of the spell." He says in irritation at the red head.
Stumbling back at the glare Giles gives her, "S-sorry. I just don't want anything to go wrong for Buffy's sake and mine. If anything happens to Spike, she'll kill me." She stutters out in apology. Then sits down beside her mentor.
"Oh, Willow. I didn't mean to bite your head off, as you Americans might say. I'm just a little knackered and this is a worrisome task that we have to see through. I just got a little frustrated is all." He reiterates, laying a hand on her knee, and smiles amicably at her.
The last ingredient hits the mortar, and is crushed into the mixture. Willow takes the mushed up magically inclined mixture over to the spiral she had drawn previously, and sprinkles part of it over it, then heads over to the circle Dawn had made, sprinkles a good amount in the center of it, and walks over to Spike.
"Hey, now what's this?" He asks as she lifts his hand and pries it open to place some of the mixture into the palm of it.
"If you want this to work correctly, you have to have some of this on your person. I didn't think you'd appreciate me sprinkling it over your head like some corny, Disney fairy." She explains. "Unless, you go for that stuff, that is." Smiling, she then gives him he resolve face as she turns to go sit in her circle.
She looks over her shoulder at the stunned man, who's standing beside her best friend and smiles evilly at him. "Are you gonna get in place or are you gonna stand there and look like a total idiot?" She asks still smiling.
The word idiot put his butt in motion. No one called him an idiot. "Where do you want me, Red?" He asks lasciviously as he walks by her and rolls his tongue behind his teeth for good measure.
The witch wasn't paying any attention to him. "You need to be in the middle of the spiral, and you must stay still, until the spell starts to work." She warns, not looking up from the paper lying in front of her that she was trying to concentrate on.
Spike walks over and stands in the middle of the doodle on the ground, feeling like a fool, but what else could he do. Red knows what she's doing, is the mantra going over and over in his head as he stands there.
Looking at him through her lashes, Willow sees that he's in place, reaches in her pocket, retrieving the amulet, and placing it in front of her on a mound of the magic powder. Not believing her eyes as she looks back up. Spike is standing as still as a statue, not even a finger is moving. "Will wonders never cease?" She whispers to herself.
As she makes sure he's following instructions to the 'T' she's satisfied and begins to chant, in a low voice, that raises an octave on each word.
Feeling the magic coursing through his body. Spike watches as Reds head falls back to look up to the sky. Her hair starts to turn a more startling white than his is. As soon as he notices this he feels it. PAIN, unbearable and searing flowing throughout his body, feeling like he did as he burnt to cinders in the Hellmouth. He screams in torment, his face changing from that of the demon and back to human.
Buffy, Fred, Gunn, and Wesley were standing guard, at the back of the enclosure. The place had been attacked before for no foreseeable reason, so they had all elected to divide up into groups and cover all four parts of the surrounding area. Magic drew beasties and now would be no exception to the rule. Granted no one detected any, but still better safe than sorry.
They heard Spike's scream of torment, and turned to see what was happening.
"Is he supposed to be changing like that?" Fred asks in astonishment, watching as Spike's face went from human countenance to vamp, without prompting.
"I don't know. I sure hope so." Buffy answers with a look of horror on her own face as she watches her mate fall to his knees still screaming bloody murder at the top of his lungs.
She wants to run to him, and make the pain go away, but Willow had told every one before she started not to interrupt the ritual until it was complete.
"Oh, dear lord!" They hear Giles mutter as he turns from his position with Xander and Angel at the edge of the pond. "What is going on? This shouldn't be happening." He exclaims, as he walks over to the diagrams and starts a circuit around them, being careful not to step in between the witch and the man on his knees.
Willow finally yells the last word of the incantation, as her head falls to her chest. "RELEASE!" The wind picks up slightly, making a few strands of hair fly around her face, and dies down on the ending 's' of the word.
Spike screams one last time, falling to his face onto the ground, and pants heavily.
As soon as the spell was ended, Buffy was on her way over to her fallen mate. She pulls him into her lap as he turns over onto his back. Placing a kiss on his forehead, she runs her fingers through his curly and mussed hair, making sure that no harm had come to him.
He opens his eyes into hers. They glow with the supernatural gold of the vampire.
"Wh-what did she do to me?" He asks, voice scratchy and raw from screaming, as he looks up at his lover.
"I-I don't know, but I'm going to go find out." She promises, and smiles slightly. "You stay here and rest a moment." She instructs, as she gets up and dusts her pants off, to head over and see what the hell went wrong, and why.
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(That was long, and took forever to write.)
Kari: The last chapter was to tell you guys what could possibly have gone wrong, if Giles hadn't caught the whole word context thing. This chapter was to see what happens during the spell. I hope you liked. It took like three hours to get the darn thing exactly the way I wanted it.
ShinHee Tae: Cassie is a Slayer, among many. Right now, she is just learning about what it means to be one, and everything. I'm also trying to tie up loose ends that I didn't get to in the first story. There may be another story featuring her in the future, I haven't really decided on that one yet. I have a few other stories that I have to finish before I start anymore-new ones, but if I have a really good idea and she fits in the story, believe me she'll be there, because I love her character. Right now I'm more into getting the whole Spike thing situated. Thanks for reviewing, I always appreciate new and old reviewers opinions, and even give them their own little paragraph.